Makeout Lane

"Babe, I've been looking forward to this all practice," said Brad as he sat in the passenger seat of the car driving towards Makeout Lane, "but you should have seen me on the field. I hit John and he went like 15 feet. I swear he saw stars. It was awesome. He got so humiliated in front of the recruiter and I'm sure they'll pick me to be linebacker now!"

The headlights lit up the road as they curved around and headed out of town. Tiffany had to wait for her parents to fall asleep, and it took her forever to sneak out, so it was already 2 in the morning. On the plus side though she got a good nap in, and icing her sunburn had made the pain almost entirely disappear.

"Oh, that's so cool. I hope you get it!" said Tiffany as she secretly wondered if the university trying to recruit John even needed a linebacker. They did need a quarterback though it seemed like that wasn't going to be happening now that her boyfriend had ruined his chances.

Either way, Tiffany was looking forward to teasing that monster till it was about to explode and then introducing him to her mouth tonight. She was feeling wet just thinking about it's length and girth she felt in her hands last night.

"I wish someone had gotten into the school," thought Tiffany; causing Jessica deep in sleep to moan as her dreams shifted again to a female master ordering her into servitude of a sexual nature, "and that, that pervy gentleman was one ridiculously hung man" added Tiffany thinking of her boyfriend's cock as she pulled into Makeout Lane and pulled out the keys from the ignition, the car already warm in the Summer heat. Elsewhere across town, a young man that could be considered a pervy gentleman was in for a 'ridiculously huge' surprise.

Clenching the keys in her hands, she felt Brad's hands roam across her cheek and down her neck tilting her head softly in his direction as his hands start to kiss her lips. Tiffany couldn't help but let you a small sigh of relaxation as she relaxed into the kiss and another sigh of slight frustration as Brad's hands already started trying to reach inside her blouse before he'd even bothered to unbutton it.

Tiffany getting rather turned on started to move her hand down towards his jeans and he immediately removed it; surprising her. "Was Brad "thundercock" gun shy?" wondered Tiffany before reassuring him, "Don't worry babe. I'll get you nice and hard soon...in my mouth" teasing Brad that he was about to get his first blowjob from her.

Brad's hand touching her hand and a small portion of the keys wished inside his head that Tiffany wouldn't say anything about his size and her disappointment. The handjobs the past few nights, she'd seemed to be really into him and didn't seem to care about his size but Brad was still nervous. As in the reality where 'he easily fit inside Tiffany's mouth' created yesterday, Brad had always been poorly endowed and 'Thundercock' was a mocking nickname reminding him daily of his shortcoming.

Tiffany took the time to place the keys down in the coffee cup holder and started rubbing both her hands up and down along his jeans feeling the small nub grow slightly larger but hardly bigger than 3 inches. Surprised, she knew her beau had been at least triple that the other night when she gave him a hand job. Continuing to rub up and down, it failed to step up to the plate. "What the hell?!" though Tiffany wondering why Brad could possibly go, from being rock-hard and huge, to being turned off and unable to even get an erection after a mere day apart.

Rubbing her hand up and down his jeans, she figured maybe a little more stimulation would help so she didn't say anything and took his member out of his jeans. Slowly, teasingly unzipping it and pulling it thru the fly on his underwear only to see a clearly hard-dick that seemed like a miniature version of what he had the night before. "In for a penny, in for a pound," though Tiffany as she marveled at how easy it was to fit this entire dick into her mouth and take it right to the base.

Unfortunately, for her, the entire night it didn't get any larger and being so nervous he came fast. Fuming, she grabbed her keys and drove home, wishing...